Rudyard Kipling"
āWhen you're left wounded on Afganistan's plains and
the women come out to cut up what remains, Just roll to your rifle
and blow out your brains,
And go to your God like a soldierā
General Douglas MacArthur"
āWe are not retreating. We are advancing in another direction.ā
āIt is fatal to enter any war without the will to win it.ā āOld soldiers never die; they just fade away.
āThe soldier, above all other people, prays for peace, for he must suffer and be the deepest wounds and scars of war.ā
āMay God have mercy upon my enemies, because I won't .ā āThe object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his.
āNobody ever defended, there is only attack and attack and attack some more.
āIt is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.
The Soldier stood and faced God
Which must always come to pass
He hoped his shoes were shining
Just as bright as his brass
"Step forward you Soldier,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?"
"No, Lord, I guess I ain't
Because those of us who carry guns
Can't always be a saint."
I've had to work on Sundays
And at times my talk was tough,
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.
But, I never took a penny
That wasn't mine to keep.
Though I worked a lot of overtime
When the bills got just too steep,
The Soldier squared his shoulders and said
And I never passed a cry for help
Though at times I shook with fear,
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.
I know I don't deserve a place
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around
Except to calm their fears.
If you've a place for me here,
Lord, It needn't be so grand,
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand."
There was silence all around the throne
Where the saints had often trod
As the Soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.
"Step forward now, you Soldier,
You've borne your burden well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell."
At nearly 92, disheartened former border scout still yearns for citizenship of the Malaysia he defended
Saturday, February 19, 2022
Basar now suffers mobility issues due to his advanced age.
You know why this happens? You guys in Sarawak vote GPS over and over again who prop up a backdoor government which gives citizenship to Banglas, Indons and so many others like in Project IC. The NRD is staffed by the majority Muslims who have an agenda.
Borneo Post : LAWAS (Feb 18): Basar Paru was among the heroic border scouts who
patrolled Long Semadoh during the confrontation with Indonesia and
communist insurgency. He committed 10 years of his life to defending Sarawak and the then new nation of Malaysia.
However, Basar, who will turn 92 in June, still has the unfulfilled dream of being granted Malaysian citizenship. His plight is shared by three other former border scouts, who like
Basar have continued to be denied the citizenship of the country they
defended nearly six decades ago. Born in 1930 in a village just across the border in Kalimantan,
Indonesia, Basar first visited relatives in Long Beluyuk, near Ba
Kelalan as a teenager. It was there that he would meet his bride and where he would
ultimately settle with his family in the late 1950s ā prior to the
formation of Malaysia in 1963.
Basarās daughter Orpah related how her father has now become
disheartened after many trips to the National Registration Department
(JPN) over the years to seek citizenship have resulted in nothing. āThe only dream that is left for my father in his life is for him to
be recognised as a Malaysian, not only for his service as a border scout
during the Indonesian Confrontation in 1963, but more importantly he
has family, children and grandchildren, who are all Malaysians.
āHe had applied many times in the past with many trips to JPN Lawas and
JPN Miri. Only in 2013 he was given permanent resident status or MyPR,ā
she told The Borneo Post today, adding that she and her siblings are
hoping to fulfill their fatherās final dream.